Saturday, April 23, 2011

Vacation April 2011

Going home has no longer got the attraction of days gone by. Friends are busy, days now seem longer. But this was aadya's first vacation and the only redeeming factor. She enjoyed herself on the flight to Pune. Cabin pressure and ear popping seemed so much fun. She smiled and laughed at everyone behind our seats. Our house in Pune is now much larger after the reconstruction. Aadya had a great time roaming around and playing in the garden outside. On our trip to Nagpur by train, she insisted on meeting everyone in our coach and then, tiring of it, wanted to go to the next coach too. She had a couple of spills, resulting in a bloody mouth and nose, but this didn't seem to deter her.
This was also the first time she travelled by local bus - Arshad's place, Poona House and Shyam's place. She enjoyed the breeze, the crowds and the general hustle-bustle. In Nagpur, we saw her get into her first fight. Divyansh pushed her to the ground over a fight for toys, to which she quickly retaliated by scratching and then biting him. They continued fighting till we intervened.
Aadya has now started given up crawling. When we left for Pune on the 5th, she was doing both, crawling and walking. Now it is purely walking, although she seems to enjoy the occasional crawl. I could go on and on. Her antics never seem to tire me. How innocent and pure childhood is, bereft of worries and anxieties.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Yeh Cup hamara hain


Team aise hi nahi jeet tee... What a win. What a memorable afternoon - evening. This World cup shall be all the more memorable because we watched it together with our families - Nagender, Tyagi, Sunil, Ajay and of course Anam. We watched the India-Pak semi final also. The only difference between both was the drinks being downed. In the semi-final, the pakistani wickets came with the pegs being downed. Anam nearly reached the hospital, trying to get all the pakistani batsmen out. Yesterday, we began as usual. But as with Pakistan, our wickets started coming down with each peg. We stopped drinking till Dhoni finished the game with a six! It was a heady feeling. I don't remember the 1983 World Cup. I don't even remember having watched it on a TV. This time it was different. We watched it on a multi-media projection, courtesy Ajay. Lets hope India and supporters like us can put together the same act next time, in 2015, when we beat the Aussies in Australia to lift the Cup once more.

It was also the first world cup for our Aadya. Here's looking forward to her celebrating many more such Indian triumphs!